Dragon's Heart (5 page)

Okay, that did it. Even a man like Lester only had so much self-control. Dropping to his knees in front of Mick, Lester reached out and began to undo the zip of his leather pants.

“What are you doing?” Mick asked. “This is a sacred place.”

“We’re about to make it all the more special,” Lester said, lowering Mick’s zipper.

Somehow he wasn’t surprised to find that his friend went commando. Lester pulled out Mick’s impressive-sized cock and spat on the tip before swirling his tongue over the head. Mick let out a moan that echoed through the cavern.

“I thought you said we were going to wait until we got back to your new room,” Mick said, even as he jacked his hips forward.

“We are—this is just a little preview.”

Lester parted his lips and took in a couple of inches to tease Mick a bit. Then he let him slip out. Before Mick could even recover from that, Lester licked the tender underside of Mick’s dick.

“You’re killing me,” Mick bitched.

“I’ve just gotten started, baby,” Lester boasted.

He then parted his mouth and ever so slowly took in Mick’s length, all the while using one hand to roll Mick’s balls. Mick leaned against the wall and parted his legs to give Lester more access to work, a move that had Lester smiling to himself. Or at least he would’ve smiled if his mouth wasn’t full.

Lester began to bob his head up and down at a steady rhythm, at the same time continuing to massage Mick’s balls. Mick reached down and fisted his hands into Lester’s hair and held on tight, the sting adding to the whole erotic sensation.

“I’m going to come, Les. If you don’t want it to be in your mouth, you better pull back,” Mick warned, ever the polite one.

Lester just continued to suck harder and faster. He wanted to know what Mick tasted like. In fact, he’d lain awake many a night wondering just that thing. Sure enough, a couple of moments later, Mick stiffened, then cried out Lester’s name before he shot off several ropes of hot cum into Lester’s mouth.

Lester swallowed fast, not wanting to miss a drop. Mick tasted sweet, yet tangy. Better than Lester had ever imagined and he couldn’t get enough of it. He even licked Mick’s limp cock clean before tucking him back into his pants.

“That was not supposed to be part of the lesson plans,” Mick panted.

Lester leant forward and shared a deep kiss with Mick. “Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy every damn second of it.”

Mick gave that impish grin of his. “Oh no, now that would be a lie. And we made a vow to each other never to lie. Remember?”

With a warm heart, Lester nodded. “Of course I do.”

Chapter Five

Mick grabbed Lester’s hand and all but dragged him back to the farmhouse. Mick had a silent laugh to himself whenever they called it a farmhouse. Mansion would be a better word for it. It had more bedrooms than some hotels. But if the royal family wanted to insist on calling it a farmhouse, who was he to argue?

They stumbled up the steps and ran into Brian as soon as they walked inside. Brian gave them a smirk. “I take it the training session went well?”

“Yeah, I learnt a ton,” Lester said. “By, the way, my new bedroom wouldn’t happen to be ready, would it?”

Mick rolled his eyes. Lester had a lot to learn when it came to the art of subtlety. Not that he minded much. At least Lester was getting them what they both wanted.

“Yeah, if you go upstairs, it’s the third bedroom down from mine. Mick’s is right next door to it.”

But Brian was already speaking to empty air because Lester had grabbed Mick by the wrist and was tugging him up the stairs. It was either follow or be literally dragged up the massive staircase.

“Thanks, Brian, see you later,” Mick called out, trying to save some semblance of politeness.

Lester, on the other hand, didn’t seem to give a damn. He appeared determined to get Mick to the bedroom and to hell with whoever got in his way. In one way it was a little irritating, but in another way it was a huge turn-on to know that he and he alone could make Lester lose control that way.

They finally made it to the bedroom. Lester didn’t even take the time to look around at his new digs—his gaze never left Mick. Mick felt a little vain, but that gave him a heady thrill.

“Strip for me,” Lester ordered. “If I don’t get inside you soon, I’m going to explode.”

Even as he began to take off his clothes, Mick snarked, “Who says that I’m a bottom? I may be small, but that doesn’t mean I don’t like to top.”

Lester’s eyes flashed with passion. “You can have me next time. I just have this overwhelming need to claim you now. Is that okay?”

Mick’s lips curled up into a smile. “Of course it is. I was only having a little fun with you. I like it both ways.”

Lester let out a sigh of relief right before he followed it with a curse. “Please tell me you have condoms. I don’t have any on me.”

Mick laughed. Sometimes he forgot how long Lester had been away. “Baby, we don’t need them here. Remember, dragons and sorcerers don’t carry diseases like humans do. All we need is a little lube and we’re all set. And if I know Nicholas, he made sure there was some put in the nightstand when he set the room up for you.”

Lester opened up the drawer and let out a whoop of delight. “You’re right, he did. Although, now that I stop to think about it, that’s a bit creepy.”

Mick laughed. Only somebody like Lester would think of something like that in the middle of a sexual encounter. “Just get naked so you can fuck me already.”

“Oh, right!”

Lester began to peel off his clothes and Mick found himself stopping in the process of stripping to watch as Lester revealed every inch of his succulent flesh. Sure, they’d gone skinny dipping and such as kids, but this was the first time that Lester was getting naked just
for
Mick and there was a huge difference.

To say that Lester had a beautiful body would have been a vast understatement. While he was muscular like a lot of the other dragons were, he had a sleek quality about him that made him sexy and erotic at the same time. And damned if Mick didn’t want to sample each and every inch of that lusciousness.

Fully nude, Lester cocked an eyebrow. “Are you just going to sit there and gape all day or are you going to finish getting undressed? Because I don’t think I can go all caveman and rip those leather clothes off you.”

Mick looked down and realised that while he’d managed to lose his boots, socks and top, he still had his pants on. “Oops, yeah. I guess I better get rid of those, if you want to have a go at my ass.”

“It would make things a bit easier.”

Mick grabbed the fly of his pants and undid them before slowly peeling them off and tossing them to the side. Despite the earlier blow job in the cave, Mick was hard, so he grabbed his cock and stroked himself off a few times as he continued to stare at Lester.

“That thing you’re sporting between your legs is pretty big. You’re sure it’s going to fit?” Mick teased in his best porn-star drawl.

Lester just rolled his eyes. “Get on the bed, so I can fuck you already.”

“How do you want me?” Mick asked.

“On your back—that way I can look into your eyes when I first claim you.”

Mick wondered if Lester was hoping, like he was, that they would turn out to be true mates. The only way to find out was to fuck. Once the deed was done, if they could speak to each other telepathically, that alone would prove that they were mates.

A secret part of Mick had always hoped that he was Lester’s mate and he hoped Lester felt the same way. Especially after what they had shared back at the cave. Mick didn’t want to lose Lester to some other dragon down the road. He wanted to keep him for life.

His concerns must have shown on his face, because Lester tucked his fingers under Mick’s chin and forced him to look up. “Hey, no thoughts like that. We were meant for each other. I don’t care what the fates say. We’re mates.”

“I just want you to be mine forever so bad,” Mick finally voiced his biggest fear.

“And I thought we already established that you had me,” Lester said, giving him a soft kiss.

With the utmost care, Lester guided Mick to the bed and laid him down on the mattress. It was a nice king-sized one, not a twin like before, so it gave them plenty of room to move around.

Lester opened the bottle of lube and squirted a good amount on his fingers. He then began to work one digit in and out of Mick’s hole. At the same time, Lester rained soft, yet steady kisses down Mick’s chest, working his way to his torso then on to his navel. Just as he was about to reach Mick’s cock, Lester worked his way back up again.

The only saving grace was that he added a second finger, scissoring them out to stretch Mick. Mick let out a cry of pleasure as he fisted the comforter under him. Lester was going to drive him mad before they even began.

Then Lester began the same routine again, only this time he added love bites to it, no doubt leaving behind all kinds of interesting marks. Mick wouldn’t be going shirtless in public, at least not for a while.

“You’re going to kill me,” Mick said with a moan.

“You’re not going to come until I’m inside you,” Lester replied, giving Mick’s nipple a particularly hard bite.

“Then get to fucking me already. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”

Lester thrust in a third finger and curled them so they brushed against Mick’s prostate. “You’ll take what I give you and then some.”

“Shit!” Mick yelled. “Just remember, turn-about is fair play and I’m on top next time.”

“Duly noted,” Lester said with a savage grin.

And at that moment, Mick could almost see the dragon lurking under the man and damned if it wasn’t the biggest turn-on of his life. So much so that Mick grabbed the back of his knees and pulled his legs back farther, offering himself up even more.

Something flashed in Lester’s eyes and Mick could have sworn they switched briefly to their dragon form, but it happened too fast to be sure. Lester did give off a growl that was distinctly dragon as he pulled his fingers free and slicked up his cock.

“You’re mine now,” Lester said, as he lined up the tip of his cock with Mick’s hole.

“Yes,” Mick panted.

Lester thrust into him in one fluid movement. After that, all gentleness was gone. Not that Mick had expected anything different. He was being claimed and it was a sometimes brutal process. In fact, had it been any other way, his own dragon would have been disappointed.

Les practically bent Mick in half as he pounded the hell out of him and Mick loved every moment of it. The feeling of being filled by Les, the knowledge that he was finally being claimed—it all overwhelmed Mick and he felt his mind snap. But not in the bad,
I’m going crazy
way
but rather the
this is euphoric
way. It was as if spirals of pleasure worked their way up his body and into his mind and he could feel himself connecting with Lester like he had connected with no other.

“Mate! Mine!”

He didn’t know if it was his own voice that had said it in his head or Lester’s. All Mick knew was that he was about to come. Letting out a strangled cry, he shot off thick ropes of cum, covering both of their stomachs. A few thrusts later, Lester joined him, filling Mick’s ass.

Once it was over, Lester let Mick’s legs slide free, but he stayed on top of Mick. They both were panting for breath and Mick knew he was going to be sore in more than a dozen places come morning.

“We stay like this, we’re going to get stuck together once the cum dries,” Mick said.

“We can take a shower in a second. I spotted an attached bath on our way in,” Les replied, not budging an inch.

“Was I really being hopeful just now or did we speak in each other’s heads?”

“You weren’t being hopeful. We did it. We’re mates for life.”

Lester pressed a soft kiss to the tip of Mick’s nose.

“Do you think your brothers are going to be mad?” Mick asked.

The last thing he wanted to do was break the fragile bond that had been put in place. Yet at the same time, he wasn’t about to give up Lester.

“Something tells me they’re not going to be too surprised. Not with how close we’ve always been,” Lester replied. He got up and pulled Mick by the arm. “Let’s go take a shower. It’s time for dinner. No better time to let them all know than now.”

While Mick agreed, a small part of him couldn’t help but be nervous. He’d always been accepted by the other dragon warriors, but it wasn’t lost on him that he was the smallest, the weakest and the youngest. How was their leader going to react to having one of his brothers mated to the runt?

They quickly showered. Okay, they fucked once more and showered, but dragons had their needs. Then they went downstairs just in time for dinner. As soon as everybody in the room honed in on their clasped hands, Mick knew the gig was up.

Be it good timing or because Brian knew where they had been, the only ones at the table were family members. Mick swallowed hard—a family that he belonged to now. Or at least he hoped that he did and they would accept him.

Lester leant down and rubbed his hand over Mick’s. “
Of course they’re going to accept you. You’re my mate.”

“What if they don’t think I’m good enough for you?”

“Why would they ever think that? If you weren’t good enough then you would never have been one of my brother’s warriors to begin with.”

“Oh, my Gods, they’re doing that brain-talking, aren’t they?” Nicholas cut in rudely.

“It’s mate-speaking and it’s supposed to be a wonderful gift,” Brian replied wistfully.

It made Mick wonder if their leader was a bit lonely himself. It was something that he’d never thought about before. Mostly because Brian seemed so self-assured and in charge. But as Mick considered it, he realised that their leader must get lonely at times.

“So you guys okay with this?” Lester asked as he pulled Mick into a protective embrace.

Duncan snorted. “Please. We saw it coming years ago. We were just surprised Mick didn’t go with you when you left.”